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I met with the devil, several Times I thought I was developing in revel Even though i was caught in the same level Of misery and miss behaves, gravel In my lungs, gravel Over me, and I see Nothing else to live for in me
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Mar 25, 2018
Mar 25, 2018 at 4:48 PM UTC
Devil in form
I met with the devil, several Times I thought I was developing in revel Even though i was caught in the same level Of misery and miss behaves, gravel In my lungs, gravel Over me, and I see Nothing else to live for in me
First poem in an awful long time.
#confused#stress#interior#pain#life#death
katja-sunny-darre
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katja-sunny-darre
Mar 25, 2018
Mar 25, 2018 at 4:48 PM UTC
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